Logan was sitting at the kitchen counter, biting his lip in frustration, trying to finish an essay for one of his online college courses.
It was English, probably his worst subject. He hated analyzing a hundred different meanings from one simple text. Of course, being a genius, he was doing quite well in the class, but he really preferred math and science.
Regardless of his feelings toward the subject, Logan knew he had to complete the essay. It wasn't due until Monday but Logan liked to get things done ahead of schedule.
Plus being stuck in apartment 2J writing all weekend wasn't really appealing to him.
Logan had been taking college courses for the past couple of years, trying to work toward a pre-medical degree. The band was still going strong so it wasn't like he could ditch his friends and run off to Harvard, even if he was guaranteed to get in.
He was actually surprised they were still together at the age of twenty. Logan thought by this time the band would long be over. James would have started his solo career. Carlos would be a police officer, which according to Carlos was the next best thing to being a superhero, and the Minnesota Wild would have drafted Kendall. Logan, of course, would be well into his postsecondary studies at an Ivy League School.
It hadn't worked out that way and although Logan was astounded Big Time Rush was still able to attract millions of screaming fan girls when they played concerts or did signings, he wouldn't trade it for Harvard or the world.
He loved the rush of going on stage to sing and dance for sold out crowds. He enjoyed going to the studio to record songs that Gustavo and the four of them were still managing to crank out three albums later. Gustavo had even started to treat them more like equals.
But Logan liked to be as logical as he was when he was sixteen. He knew the band would eventually break up and he did not want to be the oldest medical student in history, so he had signed up for online education as soon as the four of them had graduated from school at the Palm Woods
It was tough managing the band and college but so far, Logan was doing a good job of maintaining both of his dreams. Life was good.
"It sure is!"
Logan jumped when he heard an energetic voice right behind him. A blush slowly crept on to his cheeks and he swiveled on the bar stool to face his boyfriend, Kendall Knight.
"I didn't realize I was thinking out loud."
Kendall smirked and leaned forward, his breath ghosting over Logan's lips.
"I think you have too many thoughts running around in that sexy brain of yours. You just couldn't keep them all in there. But I really enjoy hearing what you're thinking…"
Kendall's hands slowly snaked up Logan's thighs, his body leaning closer but his lips not quite close enough to engage Logan in a kiss. Logan's eyes widened and his pupils dilated with lust as he watched the hands that were getting dangerously close to his crotch.
"I especially like hearing your dirty thoughts."
The smaller boy's blush grew even more, but before he could register what was happening, Kendall's lips had claimed his own.
The brunette hummed contently, his lips moving against his boyfriend's. He reached up to tangle his fingers in Kendall's dirty blonde locks.
Kendall growled playfully and started palming Logan's growing erection. Logan moaned and Kendall took the oppourtunity to insert his tongue into Logan's mouth, massaging it against his lover's organ, mapping out Logan's sensitive spots.
Kendall was just about ready to hoist Logan up and move to their bedroom, however, the moment he tried to lift Logan's body; Logan placed his hands on Kendall's chest and pushed him back.
"No Kendall. I don't have time. I really have to finish my homework," Logan whined, attempting to hide the lust his voice that would give away how much he really wanted to give in to the taller boy.
Kendall pouted.
"Come on Logie…you're always working with the band or school. Let's go have some fun!"
Kendall knew his statement wasn't exactly true. Just yesterday Logan had helped James and Carlos with a prank involving a puppy and a jump rope. Logan was also always willing to go to the rink to help Kendall with his slap shot.
Regardless, Kendall thought Logan could be a little more laid back.
"Well excuse me for caring about my future," Logan retorted sarcastically but still at the same time sporting his signature half grin, half frown.
"Hey I care too! Why do you think I go to the rink every chance I get?" Kendall replied, defending his honour.
Logan had to agree. Every time the band had a free day, Kendall liked to practice for a couple hours. He was keeping up his skills in case he ever was lucky enough to join a professional hockey team in the future.
"Well then you understand why this needs to get done."
"You have two more days. You keep reminding me it's due Monday."
Logan shook his head and turned back to his computer.
"No dice. Why don't you go and hang out with James and Carlos at the pool?"
"I don't want to hand out with them. I'm not interested in getting myself in a life or death situation. Besides, I've got a surprise for you."
"Does it involve the bedroom you wanted to take me to a minute ago?"
Kendall grinned, happy Logan always caught on to his moves.
"Nope, it's something completely new and exciting!"
The only response Kendall got was the fast clicking of the keyboard. He bit back a groan, frustrated his little genius could get so caught up in his homework and not even be a little bit curious about the surprise.
Sure, it was cute how devoted he was and yes, Kendall did spring "surprises" of flowers, picnics and love making quite often on Logan to a point where it was almost status quo, but Kendall expected some reaction. He would have to pull out the big guns.
"Hortense Mitchell. I demand you come with me."
Logan's fingers froze and he gasped.
"I told you not to call me that name!"
Kendall's smirk turned into a full-blown smile.
"Why not? It sure gets your attention.
Logan's plump lips jutted forward in a pout.
"Because my name is Logan now. Everyone's used to it and I like it way better."
Kendall reached over to grab Logan's hands and spin him around until he was facing the blonde again.
"I do prefer Logie…" Kendall said, swinging Logan's hands with his own. "But I'll never forget Hortense. Your name is the reason we met, remember?"
Logan nodded, dimples showing as he smiled widely. He remembered that day quite clearly. How could he possibly forget the first day he fell under the Knight charm?
A/N: This is my first B.T.R. story and the first multi-chapter story I actually want to complete. I don't know how frequent my updates will be because I'll be super busy this summer, but hopefully it won't be too long of a wait. I hope you enjoy the story.